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The Raven looks down
Below his perch lies a pool
Onyx, ripples flowing
Tufts of hay surround
Plush like beds with no owners
The Raven looks down
What is in this pool
A pool full of dreams, maybe?
Where are the dreamers?
Perhaps they are down?
Deep in the depths of the pool
Where they're lulled to sleep
We shall never know
We hope they breach the surface
And find the Raven
He waits for them here
Making their beds as he waits
The Raven looks down